The baby conundrum

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Ere a torrent of simpers
filthy,
a scab sat in chair small.
Shabby clothes, with limbs muddy,
a humid face and a yanky yawl.
With murderous eyes now and then.
Snared his pupil all around.
They adore, smile , and even bend,
to see him more, got to ground.
They say him cute and beautiful.
but oh i knew, and knew good!
What a waste he was, really ungraceful.
And where he stood!
To my brain if asked by,
should be sent with his age?
Certainly to somewhere far by,
to some zoo, circus or a cage.
And then we would be free
of this wicked trotter,
but what of me!
'play with uncle,boy' uttered his mother!
---- amar laksh

Author's Note

this is my first one,hence please ignore my grammar if possible and surely do comment on it please!!!!!

Reviews

[DrD]

Above all other qualities in this work is the honesty of how it deals with a sensitive subject since society demands a love for babies. You handled it tastefully and it is a solid, worthy work.

[amarlaksh]

sir i am brimming with joy now!

[Ina Waltz]

I really like this. It has a note of cruelty and realism in it, but still comes as something you couldn't see in the real world. (which most people think as they are blind when it comes to human suffering)
Great write!

[amarlaksh]

well ivana, thanks for your review.